(Short Fiction in the Style of Joaquin Antonio Penalosa’s God’s Diary)
When the Cherubim settled down and the fluttering of wings turned into soft rustlings, the Father said, “So tell us, My Son, tell us, what happened.”
The Father knew everything, of course, from...
THE SWEETEST RAMBUTAN she had ever tasted grew on their neighbor’s tree. When it was in season, the tree brimmed with loose hanging clusters of bright red fruit covered with fleshy pliable spines. Birds flocked to feed on them and bees buzzed with...
It’s fascinating how having money can make most inconveniences suddenly feel bearable. This was what you were thinking of when you finally
As an employee of a BPO company in the city, you lived from paycheck to paycheck. That meant that for every...
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Azalea stood in the dimly-lit alley, the cold night air biting her skin. She clutched a tattered piece of paper with an address scribbled on it, her last hope. The door creaked open, revealing a man in a sharp suit, his eyes scanning...
As the plane prepared for the final descent, I could see Lap Kok’s blaze of lights. For a while it seemed the universe had inverted itself and heaped its billions of stars into this tiny former British colony. This was my first trip...
“I envy all of them.” I greatly pitied myself for just observing what was happening around me. Sitting up straight in my bed, I saw from my window, a bunch of kids playing with a ball outside the hospital. I saw them kicking...
I shy away from the crowd and try to make a run for it. Nobody’s going to bar me from going where I want to go, especially at this time of the century.
What was I, a retired university professor with a doctorate degree in education from a so-called prestigious university, doing with a much sought-after missing...
Author’s Introduction: Pateros River FestivalBalut or boiled duck eggs are a delicacy that many Filipinos love and are sold warm from the lined straw...